I woke up to find my phone on low battery despite having been plugged in all night. I tried the charger cord in the bathroom. I couldn't get it into the plug into the phone. At this point, I started to panic. I remembered that I had dropped it the other day. Was this how the damage was manifesting? I made a mental note to go to T-Mobile after yoga.
The muscles around my left hip have been more in complain mode. I believe it is because I am getting more action out of them, and they don't like it. There's always the question of when pain is a sign of healing or additional damage. I wait patiently and see how it plays out. So far, so good; it has always gone away, and my range of movement has increased.
The difficulties with my left thigh and groin muscles limit what I can do in yoga. However, the limitations open other doors. I discover ways my body works that I hadn't known.
After the class, I had a short private with Heather. We have agreed to work on one asana at a time, which works out to once a week on Saturdays after the regular class. This is perfect. I did a quick review of things I had learned in previous sessions: keeping my wrists straight in the opening breathing exercise, not protruding my ribs, but focusing on the contraction on the other side to create the curve in my body in the half-moon posture. Today she gave me one suggestion for the fix-firm pose, and we worked on the awkward posture. She gave me one correction. Getting one or two corrections a week works for me. That allows me to concentrate on them. I would never remember all her suggestions if we went through all the postures at a single session.
I had texted six people to let them know that I only had a 25% battery on my phone and could not charge it to warn them of my inaccessibility. Damon wrote back to go to my carrier, and they would fix everything right there and then.
Not so fast. When I arrived at T-Mobile, the layout was different. Also, rather than two men, there were two sullen young women. I was told that they didn't handle the insurance issue. They could tell me what to do to get a new phone, but I would have to go over to Hilo to get it because there was no longer an Apple Store on the Kona side or mail it in and wait for them to send me a new one. This isn't great. At least I know what I have to do if and when this phone does die on me.
As it wound up, I just panicked. I asked the woman to try plugging my phone into her charger. The plug went in just fine, and it started charging immediately. There was nothing wrong with my phone. I waited in the store until I had at least 50% charge before I headed home.
I plugged the phone into the charger it was plugged into overnight; now it worked just fine.
I spent the day doing washing and ironing. That's it. At night, I watched Victoria. Victoria is represented as having a temper, but her anger seems appropriate to me. In the series, it looks as if Albert was gaslighting her. If I had people talking to me the way some of these men spoke to her, I would have behaved the same way. There was nothing wrong with her response.
But then I looked up Victoria on Wiki. Hmmm! It seems she was a difficult woman. While she had a passel of kids, she hated being pregnant and was not the best of mothers. In the TV series, it depicts Albert being disappointed in his oldest son's intellectual ability, the king apparent. But Wiki says it was Victoria that saw her son as a disappointment. She was not the affectionate, caring mother the actress portrayed. She was a cold-hearted bitch. It does seem that Albert may have had a point in his criticisms of her.
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